The song goes “rainy days and mondays always get me down” but I beg to differ. I love Mondays! They are the start of a brand new week of fucking with people, messing with heads, making and spending money. In addition to that, they usually herald something interesting, right?

And rainy days? I love em! I like the way the rain sounds as it pours down from the sky, the way it smells when it’s over– and I like the fact that if it’s raining it’s not so damn bright out side.

This weekend went well for me: I spent it @ a hotel in Costa Mesa with the boyfriend. Funnily enough, Wednesday night we were at the same hotel we were in last March– and once again had spectacular hotel sex. In March it was just so much fun because there was a set of stairs INSIDE the hotel room, fun stuff in the bathroom, 2 beds, and a very sturdy desk perfect for being bent over sideways and backwards and all places in between.

I also had a good time at work:

I love playing with Bill– he is such a mess!!

I am staying up late watching “Sense and Sensibility” for a paper that is due on Thursday. Yummy. Full of feminist claptrap and bs (my paper, not the movie).

So quickly before I get a phone call or fall asleep, I am enjoying Hugh Grant and Alan Rickman. The more I see of Alan Rickman the more I like. So long as it’s not Die Hard. I love his voice– same with Hugh Grant.

Speaking of Alan Rickman, the more I hear him speaking, the more I am thinking about Professor Snape (who would absolutely rock as a teacher– there is no way any of his students could say that they didn’t learn anything about potions). The whole Snape story arch in Harry Potter killed me. The end was so fucking heart wrenching that it took me about a year to get over it. I just realized that July has come and past almost– without a new Harry Potter. I am kind of sad.

I am out the door and on my way  to the start of my mini-vacation!

I will be logged in and out sporadically over the next few days, but keep checking back for news and more!!

Vicky

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if you have yahoo instant messenger, have added me or are thinking of adding me– I am considering broadcasting sex w/ me live again. Would you like to listen in?

Email me @ sweetsexyvicky@gmail.com for more info

I am home, ducking out of photoshop class… again (eek)

Call me now!

Steve Chapman in Las Vegas has a wife, and two girlfriends.

you can talk to them by logging in as him: vegassteve122@yahoo.com and their names are

pigtailedfelipa (this is her actual id)

and

(*******) removed by request of *****

**** is the fuck buddy and Felipa is the ’serious girlfriend’

wonder what would happen if they found out about eachother??

don’t want this to go public?? click and pay! xoxoxox

There are times when I am just soo happy that I am with a guy who 1. has a cock and 2. has a brain. I’d hate to be married to a little dicked loser like the guy shown here, and find out that in some twisted act of subservience to another woman (because I sure as shit wouldn’t pay him attention if I was married to this one, he looks like a toddler, is going bald… and has a teeny weenie to boot!!) that he gave her my name and number?! I’d have a fit!!

so guys… if you think you’re better than chris in the cock department, give teri (his wife) a call!! lets see what she thinks!!

who: chris mattox
his wife: teri mattox
her cell: 662-231-5528

as usual… tinydick boy? if you want this post removed, you will have to pay!

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My dear friend Ian from Australia called me to confess that he jerked a very young (aged 18) tranny off onto his face, and loved bathing himself in tranny cream. He’d love you to call him– here’s his number!
+61-470691631

and that means, my birthday is right around the corner– as is *ugh* FINALS.

Oh well, I’d much rather think about phonesex with all my friends. so many nasty fuckers out there– and frankly, the nastier the better. I’ve been thinking about doing 2 different recorded listings, a sneezing one and a hypnosis one. I am really having a LOT of fun with the erotic hypnosis thing. I like when I get to hypnotize a guy into being a sissy, etc, but mostly I just like the control I have over the caller when he is hypnotized.

So many weird things have been going on with niteflirt recently, it’s enough to give me the heebie jeebies. Thank God I have been here since, well, nigh on forever *giggle* definitely since Niteflirt itself was just a nasty rumor and keen was the big thing.

anyhow… drop me a link, buy my yahoo id and chat with me… ttyl

don’t you just love that phrase? Sold a pup. to be swindled. Talked into getting something you didnt neccessarily want or need.

What I find sad, and it is something that has the capability of actually depressing the fuck out of me, is that eventually the good ones (clients) end up believing that they have been sold a pup. Somewhere along the way they stop remembering how we got started and end up thinking (somewhat rightly) that we have created a relationship… but the beginning always stands in the way and inevitably I get whapped in the face with the fact that I am ‘just a PSO’ and that I am ‘being paid’ to give them attention.

As if the almighty dollar has that much sway on whether or not I block you, give you bad phone, or am attentive and interested in you. You’d think that after nine years I would stop being surprised.

sadly, I am an optimist. 

Today I got pride and prejudice in the mail as well as a book, lies my teacher told me, from MG. It was a very nice present– I like presents. not as much as I like videotaping someone while they torture themselves at my behest though.

ttyl

Tomorrow my sis and I are off  to get blue and purple hair, hooray! Then on Thursday I am going to the Getty Villa. For a month I have been fretting over money to have enough for the Getty and then my engine dies and needs rebuilding. *sigh*

Thank god for miracles, and kindly family members.

I am continually amazed by the sharp writing on Californication. I am so happy that it is on Showtime and not FOX, because otherwise I would get all excited and then it would fade away into the night.

Where do I start? Some of it seems to be that the writes have it spot on. Hank Moody is a man who is trying to drown his loneliness in sex. In the pilot he picks a girl up at what looks like a bookstore and then he finds out that she is underage and soon to become his daughter’s stepsister. (ouch) But though she throws herself at him constantly he is holding himself away from her, and at the same time stepping into a quasi-fatherly role with her that is endearing.

But beyond Hank and his interpersonal relationships, I am in love with the love triangle between Charlie, his wife, and his secretary. I don’t quite get how it is that the wife is still quite hot… but there you go. What I am currently grooving on, is that in the latest episode Charlie and his wife are kind of at odds with eachother sexually, but they are both trying to spice things up. Charlie has discovered his inner dom with his secretary (yeah yeah yeah… no secretary cracks, even if secretary is a pretty hot film). When he approaches his wife about the BDSM he is clumsy and kind of scares her a tad, but really, how do you open up to your spouse and say, “What would really turn me on is………..?”

Any suggestions?